My family and I lived in a metropolitan neighborhood for most of my life.
- I listened to the sounds of automobile horns and traffic when I was falling asleep at night… On my tenth birthday, I witnessed a shooting in the playground by my house and my parents decided it was time to transport to the country.
I then spent my 11th birthday in a country house with 3 acres of property. I entirely missed my friends and the neighborhood and the park, although I appreciated falling asleep to the sounds of the bugs and the birds. And when my mom and dad retired and moved south, I bought the house on three acres. I still appreciated the locale and I thought it would be a great area to raise men a single day. I moved into the property about numerous months ago, and since I moved to the country house, I have had a couple of complications getting my medical marijuana delivered. I have always used the same medical marijuana delivery service, because they offer discounts and free pre-rolls with every order! Unluckily, they do not care about going all the way to my house because it’s 17 miles away from the store. It’s really an hour round trip, although I always tip the drivers well. On Sunday, I ordered a couple hundred dollars worth of medical marijuana supplies and the delivery driver was supposed to arrive between 5 and 6 pm; at 7:30, I called the medical marijuana supply store and I found out that the driver could not find my address. I do not think how the guy could have missed my locale, because I have the only house on this long road.